|Prompt: Start your poem or story with the words 'She opened her mouth to sing but nothing happened'.
She opened her mouth to sing
but nothing happened,
the notes curdled in a stew of
self loathing that she longed
to projectile vomit over
Don't take it out on me
Posts from This Journal “poems” Tag
He wraps himself in buzzwords like resilience and hustle, but I have to wonder if they bring comfort to an empty life.
Spices explode across my tongue, melding with the warm flush of alcohol… A long exhale, eyes at half mast, head tilted in a relaxed lean. And…
Twelve birds perched on the power line, twittering over news that used to be secrets, teetering on the edge of gossip and scandal.